Locomotive 16 Lyrics

The train is rolling down the track my friend

And though You had to go this ain't the end

I see you everytime that steam rolls in

This Beauty is the work of your hands

Woodwork that you crafted for the tender

Restoring all the glory she once had

Just a while more to make it grand

So when the whistle blows please understand

Though the nights seem long

And the days drag on

And I just can't comprehend

That you're really gone

In the evening sun

This beauty is the work of your hands

We had Big dreams for 16

Our Journey just began

But when, God comes calling

You leave and follow him

We had Big dreams for 16

Your memory's welded in

With those big dreams for 16

You left your mark down here

On locamotive 16

So tell me hows the view up there?

As she just cuts through the cool fall air

Tracks are lined with changin leaves

I'm sure she looks great from your seat

Though the nights seem long

And the days drag on

And I just can't comprehend

That you're really gone

In the evening sun

This beauty is the work of your hands

We had Big dreams for 16

Our Journey just began

But when God comes calling

You leave and follow him

We had Big dreams for 16

Your memory's welded in

With those big dreams for 16

You left your mark down here

On locamotive 16

We had Big dreams for 16

Your memory's welded in

But when God comes calling

You leave and follow him

On locomotive 16